The supreme master of the female president

"Are you okay?" Seeing Jiang Xinyao's unnatural expression, Yang Yitian also knew that it was a bit difficult for her to come to such a dilapidated place. After all, she is the president of Jiangtian Group, and the places she entered were all the most luxurious. If you go to a dirty and run-down community, there will definitely be a lot of rejection.

"I'm fine, Xiaoxuan lives here?" Jiang Xinyao is not the kind of woman who can show all kinds of things. Although there is a little resistance in her heart, she is more shocked. She didn't think about the prosperous Ningjiang City on the surface. There is another side of him that he has never seen before.

Yang Yitian nodded sadly, this is where Yang Xuan said.

"When your sister is discharged from the hospital, you can move to live with us in the villa." Jiang Xinyao said suddenly.

Yang Yitian paused, then smiled lightly, and sighed softly: "No need, I will personally compensate her for what I owe her for the past six years."

"As you wish!" Jiang Xinyao didn't force her anymore.Yang Yitian took her to the small house rented by his sister.

Along the way, many tenants in the old community looked curiously at Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao, who had strange faces.

When I came to a low building with a dilapidated appearance, a middle-aged aunt who was sitting at the door hurriedly got up from her chair and asked Yang Yitian kindly: "Handsome guy, beautiful girl, are you going to rent a house? Two bedrooms, one living room, good environment. Very good, [-] yuan a month."

"No, my sister lives in a room here, and I'll get something." Yang Yitian explained politely.

"What's her name?" Hearing that Yang Yitian didn't come to rent a house, the middle-aged aunt's attitude changed suddenly, and she said lazily and indifferently.

"Yang Xuan."

As soon as Yang Yitian finished speaking, the middle-aged aunt suddenly became emotional, her small eyes widened, and she raised her voice several times: "That dead girl has a brother?"

The word "dead girl" made Yang Yitian's stern face sink, his pupils were extremely dark, and the cold light flashed in an instant.

"It's just in time for you to come. This dead girl hasn't paid the rent for half a year, and she can't be found. I threw all her things into the utility room. I can only take them away after you pay the rent she owes." The middle-aged aunt was furious, her wrinkled face trembled, and she spit out all the excitement.

"How much?" Yang Yitian said in a cold voice.

"She is renting a single room, [-] yuan a month, [-] yuan more for half a year, including the unpaid utility bills, the total is [-] yuan." The middle-aged aunt snorted angrily.

"Qiongzhen, what are you going crazy for?"

A lame middle-aged man in his fifties came out with a cane. He first scolded his aunt in dissatisfaction, then turned his head and smiled at Yang Yitian: "We didn't move your sister's room, and we didn't throw anything into the garbage. In the living room, everything remains the same, and my wife's personality is just like this, don't mind it."

Yang Yitian's eyes full of hostility slowly dissipated. He felt a familiar aura from this lame middle-aged man. This is a person who has been on the battlefield.

"You're lame, didn't the doctor tell you to take a good rest, what are you doing out there, are you looking for death?" The aunt hurried forward, helped the lame middle-aged man, and she did not forget to curse him.

The lame middle-aged man seemed to be used to it, he smiled indifferently, looked at Yang Yitian and said, "Young man, looking at your body, you should be from a special warfare unit, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Yitian stood tall and straight, and saluted the lame man.

"I really miss it!" The lame middle-aged man smiled emotionally, and slowly raised his hand, returning a standard salute to Yang Yitian.

"You are wearing a suit and leather shoes, and you are accompanied by a big beautiful woman. It seems that you should be very successful, but you still let your sister live in this kind of place. Your conscience is fed to the dog, or are you just a heartless person?" Dog thing?" The aunt stared at Yang Yitian with righteous indignation, and she uttered merciless insults.

Yang Yitian frowned, and the aunt saw his subtle movements, and she was even more angry, and continued to yell: "Do you know what the lowest price for renting a house is now, even if the basement is in Ningxia? Anywhere in Jiang City is no less than 500 yuan. If it weren't for the cripple who looked at your sister pitifully, and a female college student at school, who lowered the rent to 350 yuan behind my back and secretly signed a two-year contract, your sister He is so poor that he doesn't even have a place to live, what a little red guy who looks like a dog."

"I will pay you back the money at the original price." Yang Yitian frowned tightly. At the same time, what the aunt said made him very confused, because his allowance for the past six years will be sent back to Yang Xuan on time. Although the money is not a lot, but How could they not even afford a house.

"Money is something that you can't bring with you in life or death. It doesn't matter whether you make it up or not." The lame middle-aged man seemed to take everything lightly, and smiled to tell Yang Yitian not to take it to heart.

"This is the key to your sister's room, here it is!" The aunt took out a bunch of keys, found one and threw it to Yang Yitian, angrily angrily groaning.

"Thank you!" Yang Yitian smiled helplessly. The aunt's behavior style is indeed as the lame middle-aged man said, she is a person with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart.

Entering the dilapidated corridor, Yang Yitian felt very heavy. The allowance he sent back was enough for his younger sister to maintain her life. What happened during this period, I will have to ask him face to face next time I go to the hospital.

Jiang Xinyao quietly followed Yang Yitian. Ever since she came into contact with him, her peaceful life has undergone slight changes.This man is like a textbook, allowing me to feel the warmth and coldness of the world, understand what is ruthless, what is selfish, and what is emotion.

"flutter"

Yang Yitian came to the fifth floor and stopped. Jiang Xinyao, who was following behind, was lost in thought and bumped into her without noticing it.

"Ha ah." Touching Yang Yitian's back intimately, Jiang Xinyao suddenly came back to her senses, and the weeping willow lowered her head in embarrassment, secretly hating herself for making an embarrassing sound just now.

"It didn't hurt you, did it?" Yang Yitian turned around, with a hint of tenderness on his stern face.

"It's okay." Jiang Xinyao turned her head aside, not daring to look into Yang Yitian's eyes, Xiaolu kept jumping up and down.

Yang Yitian made sure that Jiang Xinyao was fine, took out the key and opened a small dark room. The space inside was very small and the furnishings were very simple. There was only a small wooden bed, a small table, and not even a computer and TV set.

Suddenly, Jiang Xinyao's beautiful eyes suddenly became very surprised, and her pupils were fixed on a photo placed on the table.

This photo should have been taken in the wild, and there is a young man standing inside. His resolute face is fierce, his tall and straight body is wearing a tight-fitting special combat uniform, a camouflage helmet on his head, and a semi-automatic rifle in his hand. He is unusually domineering and handsome. !